After the divorce, I was in charge of a billionaire family, and my ex-wife’s family cried out

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly and he shook his head.

There were two more people at home, both of whom were a bit overwhelmed, how could he dare to continue tossing it?

The so-called most difficult thing to accept is beauty and kindness.

Even when she saw Arosa's face flushed and her head hanging down, she felt disappointed.

Lin Feng could only be heartbroken and turned a blind eye.

"Humph, you are so heartless. Fortunately, Arosa is so devoted to you that her heart breaks... You scum, you scum!"

Albus cursed and his old face became a little ugly.

"Old man, please stop messing around. The love between brother and sister is so deep that they are not just one family, they are better than one family!"

Song Lentang smiled and hugged Arosa's shoulders tightly, obviously very satisfied with Lin Feng's reaction.

"It's really annoying. I don't care. You can do whatever you want!"

The old guy was so angry that he waved his hand impatiently with a stinking old face, went back to the house, took out a beer and drank it.

After a while, there were knocks on the door one after another.

But it was local residents who carried breakfast in their hands and delivered it to the open space in the low building.

After a while, there were more and more breakfasts, and they were piled higher and higher, almost forming a hill.

"This is a little bit of respect from everyone. Please accept it from Her Royal Highness the Princess and Mr. Lin."

Old Locke came over and bowed to Lin Feng and Alosa, his face full of sincerity.

Taylor on the side looked emotional, with an expression ranging from joy to sadness.

Fang Wenze and others were also shocked again and felt inexplicably moved.

It has been more than a week since they arrived in Saudi Arabia, but they have never been so respected.

Look at the dirty little faces outside the door.

It seems that it is not difficult to stay and help these slum dwellers a little.

For a time, the will of all the doctors in Daxia was shaken. From their previous reluctance, they became a little more proactive.

"These fools are impressed by a small favor and can't accomplish anything big at all."

Song Wenluan and Song Qingdan stood in the house, looking coldly at the breakfast baskets in the open space.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Dad, I'm hungry...How about I ask the second sister to bring some food?"

Song Qingdan grimaced and touched his shriveled belly. His throat kept sliding and he swallowed wildly.

"Fuck you, bear with me. Do you think these things are for free?"

Song Wenluan also swallowed secretly and said with a sullen face: "No problem, let's go buy it outside!"

There was a sound of applause, but it was Lin Feng who came over with a piece of fried cake in his mouth.

"As expected of the Song family, they are quite courageous."

While nibbling on the fragrant oil cake, Lin Feng couldn't help but praise: "I originally wanted to save a portion for you, but it seems I won't need it."

"..."

Smelling the aroma of scallion oil and meat in the air, Song Qingdan's nose twitched and she almost cried from greed.

"Lin Feng, stop making sarcastic remarks here, it's just breakfast, nothing special about it!"

Song Wenluan's face was so angry that she was about to walk away angrily.

But as soon as his footsteps moved, he suddenly thought of all the dangerous scenes last night, and he had to freeze in place.

The situation is still unclear. Maybe the eldest prince Alsu is secretly searching the whole city in order to destroy the evidence of arson.

If he showed up on the street, wouldn't it be like dying in vain?

Humph, anyway, you can survive without eating even one meal. I don’t believe you can still starve nine times in three days!

"Dad, if it doesn't work, let's buy it with money. I'm really hungry..."

Song Qingdan tugged on Song Wenluan's sleeves and begged pitifully.

"...How much does breakfast cost? We'll buy it with the money!"

Song Wenluan glared at Song Qingdan fiercely, gritted her teeth, walked to the open space, and asked Old Locke.

"No amount of money is sold."

Old Locke was expressionless and shook his head.

"You guys don't even care about Albus's life-saving grace, and you blame Mr. Lin for causing you trouble."

A flash of coldness flashed through his one eye, and he said in a deep voice.

"If Mr. Lin hadn't said anything, I would have driven you white-eyed wolves out long ago!"

"You! Huh, okay, if you don't want to sell it, I won't sell it. It will save me some money!"

Song Wenluan was choked so much that she almost vomited blood. She suddenly turned red and stepped back dejectedly.

"Dad, Qingdan, you can eat it. Lin Feng is not such a stingy person."

At this moment, Song Lentang came over with some fried cakes and dried meat, and persuaded with a complicated expression.

Whoa!

Song Wenluan became furious and knocked over the tray, letting the food roll all over the floor.

"Get away, get out of here! I, the majestic head of the Song family, will not be reduced to this, and I have to rely on him, Lin Feng, for charity!"

"Dad, you are crazy. My second sister also has good intentions. What a pity!"

Song Qingdan made everyone dumbfounded and jumped in a hurry.

The strong sense of hunger made him unable to bear it any longer, and he didn't care that Song Wenluan was angry.

Then he lay down on the ground, picked up a piece of oil cake, blew away the dust, and started to eat it with big mouthfuls.

Upon seeing this, the three assistants and the old steward who followed looked at each other and immediately lay down on the ground and started looting.

These people were like vicious dogs pouncing on food, completely ignoring the strange looks from others, and all they could see was the food scattered on the ground.

"Get up, get out of here, don't you feel ashamed!"

Song Wenluan's face was burning, her whole body was shaking with anger, and her expression was frighteningly ugly.

"Dad, try it, it's delicious... Mmm, it smells so good!"

Song Qingdan's mouth was stuffed with food, and he didn't forget to hand the half piece of pancake he grabbed to his father.

"I, Song Wenluan, will die of thirst and hunger today, and I will never eat a mouthful of food!"

Song Wenluan clenched her fists, yelled hysterically, and couldn't help but raise her leg and kick Song Qingdan hard.

However, as soon as he lifted his feet, his vision went dark, and he felt dizzy in his mind.

"Dad, you have hypoglycemia. If you don't eat, there will be big problems!"

Seeing Song Wenluan staggering and unsteady, he finally fell to the ground with a pale face.

Song Qingdan was startled and hurriedly crawled to the other party and tried to persuade him.

"Dad, no matter how much you look down on Lin Feng, you can't joke with your own life!"

Song Lentang's beautiful eyes were red, her silver teeth were biting secretly, and she said with some annoyance.

"Isn't it just hypoglycemia? You can't die. It's a small thing to lose your life, but it's a big thing to lose your integrity, right?"

At this moment, Lin Feng walked over and teased with interest.

"...Quickly, inject me with glucose!"

Song Wenluan was so angry that she could not wait to rush over and strangle this gloating bitch to death.

He suppressed his anger, turned to look at Hua Zidong and the others, and commanded hoarsely.

"There is glucose, but, it's all medicines sent by Lin Feng..."

A Daxia male doctor whispered.

What, you can’t even get a tube of glucose?

Song Wenluan's breathing was rapid, and she felt like a big stone was pressing on her heart. She felt so uncomfortable that she was about to suffocate.

Think of him as the majestic head of the Song family in the Xia Dynasty, with a net worth of more than one trillion!

Is it possible that I am really going to die of hypoglycemia in this inhospitable place today?

It makes me mad to death, I really want to make me mad to death!

The faint fragrance of oil cakes penetrates into the nose.

Song Wenluan raised his head with great effort and stared at the half piece of fried cake in Song Qingdan's hand.

"You can't eat it. This is food you brought here. Uncle Song, you are the head of the Song family and a powerful figure in the imperial capital!"

Just when Song Wenluan's eyes were filled with desire, she wished she could grow two arms from her eye sockets.

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth were raised, with a shocked expression, and he waved his hands and shook his head desperately.